The young man Ma Tafeng looked at Wang Qingyuan, his face was very ugly, he could naturally feel a lot of joking eyes around the Weitai that day, the turmoil a few days ago, he Ma Tafeng Outer Courtyard was a loss of face.

It's just because the sect is about to be bigger, and many of the strong people in the outer court disciples have chosen to close their residences at the same time, sit in the gate for a short time, and don't see outsiders, if not, in the eyes of the young man, how could this son get out so easily.

He's going to be ashamed!

Many disciples in the outer courtyard of Ma Tafeng are ashamed!

No matter the cause and effect, no matter the grievances and grievances, all the previous things have nothing to do with him.

"I heard that you are not weak. Even the Mochizuki Mountain Range dares to break through, but you are too conceited, young man, the more powerful the inheritance, the more humble you must be. Otherwise, it won't last long. ”

The young disciple from Ma Ta Peak stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were very cold, and the young man not far away looked light, which made him feel very uncomfortable, was he really in a dream?

The first game of the fifth round. There are not many young powerhouses in the outer courtyard that are worth paying attention to, but at this time, more than thirty percent of the disciples have their eyes focused on this Tianwei platform.

Even outstanding disciples such as Qingchen of Yunjuan Peak also showed a bit of curiosity, they had heard that this son seemed to have been inherited by Ziwei Peak's "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", which belonged to the north of the Sifang Emperor Sword, which was really quite rare, and they had a strong interest in wanting to see the mystery of this world-famous sword technique.

"Come out of the knife, let me see your "Ziwei Heavenly Knife". ”

On the Tianwei platform, the young disciple of the outer courtyard of Ma Tafeng said in a deep voice, the qi and blood in his body surged, and the air in the three feet around him began to become viscous, and there was a faint flickering of red light, and many disciples of the outer courtyard looked at him, which was clearly the blood and qi field was about to break out of the body and manifest the world.

The seventh layer of "Xuantian Gong" is complete!

Different from the ordinary "Xuantian Gong" seventh-layer kung fu, but the seven-layer "Xuantian Gong" is complete, the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow of the four kung fu have all been fully accomplished, at this time, the cultivator's qi and blood are condensed as one, extremely strong, and can even break out of the body, forming a blood and qi field like a vitality field, oppressing and weakening the opponent.

However, the kung fu of refining the marrow is difficult, and the ten outer court disciples of the seventh layer of "Xuantian Gong" kung fu are at most two people who have reached the state of perfection, which is almost the strongest handful of people under the more than 100 foundation building disciples.

There is a lesson from the past, this young disciple from Ma Tafeng did not despise it at all, and even gave birth to all kinds of thoughts, considered many variables, and constantly adjusted in the subtleties, so as not to show a flaw in front of Wang Qingyuan.

On a high platform.

Some deacons may not have noticed it, but some of the Dharma Protectors who cast their eyes frowned slightly, the young man on the Tianwei platform looked too ordinary, but because he was too ordinary, it was the biggest extraordinary.

On the Tianwei platform.

Wang Qingyuan stood with the blue iron long knife on his back, but at this time, he didn't have the slightest intention of making a knife, just calmly stared at the opponent in front of him.

His eyes were cold, and the young man did not hesitate at all, his skin and bone marrow roared together, his qi and blood were surging like thunder, he shook his fist, his steps were about to move, and even the air behind him was distorted, and a brilliant brilliance bloomed, connecting heaven and earth, and the phantom of vitality appeared.

Wang Qingyuan moved!

At this moment, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of the young man, and with a hand reaching out, he pressed the blooming Yuan Qi Illusory Shadow back into the distorted air with a palm, and he grabbed the opponent's shirt and threw it out.

Boom!

Almost like a scarecrow, without the slightest power to resist, the young disciple from Ma Ta Feng fell heavily to the ground, grinning in pain.

It's not that he doesn't want to use his strength to unload his strength and land safely, but just in an instant, Wang Qingyuan only slapped his palm, and he was scattered with qi and blood, and his qi and blood were scattered, and he had empty mental thoughts, but he didn't have a trace of strength, so he naturally couldn't react at all.

What the!

At this moment, it shocked many people, because around Tianweitai, many disciples of the Six Directions Outer Court were not even able to capture Wang Qingyuan's movements, and his opponent was defeated, you know, that is not an ordinary outer court disciple, but a consummate outer court powerhouse of the seventh layer of "Xuantian Gong", with his eighteen or nineteen years old, he can barely be called an outstanding disciple.

"It's so fast, I didn't even react. ”

"What's going on, I can't see the truth clearly at all, that Zou Qingzheng who is stepping on the peak is really a waste!"

Many disciples couldn't help but mutter, this battle was a bit of a child's play, far beyond their expectations.

The place where the Hexagonal Outer Courtyard is located.

Some young disciples who have always sat still rarely showed a bit of solemnity, not that Zou Qingzheng was not strong enough and could not cultivate at home, but that Wang Qingyuan's grasp of the timing was simply to an unbelievable situation.

This is also a kind of fiction and reality, at least in the eyes of some disciples of the Sixth Academy who have good vision and experience, this alone is enough for them to pay attention to.

At this point, the three people from Ziwei Peak have all made a move, and none of them have been defeated, and they have won cleanly, even unexpectedly.

Looking at the lonely table in the corner again, the gazes of some outer courtyard disciples became unprecedentedly calm, and now they truly understood that the three people of Ziwei Peak were not unseen in their eyes, nor were they as rumored, but they really had the power to look down on everyone, so they could have such an indifferent temperament and posture.

On a high platform.

The deacons of the branch and the master of the branch looked at each other, afraid that they really despised this young man, and now it seems that if they want to see his true cultivation and kung fu, they are afraid that they will have to wait for another one or two.

Several deacons from Jinguang Peak and Tianmen Peak exchanged glances, and their faces were not very good-looking.

......

When Wang Qingyuan sat down again, a cup of hot Taihe tea was filled with water by a miscellaneous servant Taoist, who was wandering and waiting, and his eyes were extremely gentle at this time, and he even replaced the fruit plate that had been used up by the three of them.

Wang Qingyuan sees everything in his eyes, this is the warmth and coldness of human feelings, in the past two months, his vision and experience have increased too much, and many truths can break through the falsehood and reach the truth.

As now, even if the three of them will not end up for the time being, there are still a lot of obscure eyes staying in this corner, it is obvious that after all the previous things, they have been paid enough attention, and they may not be regarded as great enemies by a few outstanding disciples, always on guard, but they will no longer be despised in the slightest.

In this sect competition, the first game was held for a total of twenty rounds, and this one did not finally end the reincarnation until sunset, when the remnant sun was like blood.

One after another, many young masters of the Six Academies made shots, attacked the opponent, and won in an instant, and for a time all kinds of crouching tigers walked the mountains, and the hidden dragon came out of the abyss, which made many ordinary disciples tremble, but they also had infinite yearning.

Wang Qingyuan also noticed that some people, some have already built a foundation, and some have not built a foundation, Wang Qingyuan observed these people's shots, and knew that it was not an embroidered pillow made behind closed doors, but a real experience of life and death, and the intention of killing between shots is something that ordinary practitioners will not have.

Of course, Wang Qingyuan believes that there must be fish that have slipped through the net, he is not confident enough to understand everything, let alone many deacons on the high platform, and the Dharma protector-level master overlooking the entire martial arts arena, he hides his spiritual power, and he does not dare to break out of his body easily, so naturally he can't do it without any mistakes.

The first game of the sect Dabi ended, Dabi was briefly suspended, and hundreds of miscellaneous Taoists brought bowls of hot, fragrant demon bear broth, as well as various melons and fruits.

In addition, there are also healing things such as pills and herbs, and a small number of disciples are accidentally injured and need to be treated in time to barely affect the next appearance.

After that, the ever-bright lights were lit, and the entire martial arts arena was as bright as day.

Bowls of demon bear broth went down to the stomach, and the whole body was warm, dispelling the cold air of this lunar night, and many disciples had burning eyes, and the fighting spirit on their bodies became more and more vigorous.

The second scene.

The entire sect was originally divided into five games, each of which had twenty reincarnations.

In the second game, compared to the first game, there was a little more intense, blood and fighting spirit, because it was impossible for the hidden young masters and outstanding figures in the outer courtyard not to fight each other.

This second scene, the most unexpected is that it is a foundation building disciple Yuan Qinglong, only twenty-one years old, who does not show mountain dew on weekdays, has his own vitality, and his cultivation is very high, and he has actually turned the second turn of the Dao base, and has also reached the edge of the third turn.

A third-order "Taiyin Soft Palm" in his hands, almost into the essence of the gods, the palm technique is vain, what fist strength, palm power, sword light, are all gone, and it is not able to cause any damage at all.

The fat man's luck is good, the opponent in this second game is not even as good as the last one, but the skill of the sixth layer of "Xuantian Gong", a few punches, even the fat man's body can't be shaken, so he can only admit defeat.

In the ninth round of the Heavenly Prison Platform, Qingliu made a move, and his opponent was a disciple of Zhuji, but it was obvious that he had not been casting the Dao Foundation for a long time, his own vitality was not stable, the light of his vitality was a little mixed, and the sword tip was only half an inch long.

"Taixuan Sword Technique" is magnificent and magnificent. However, Qingliu shot too fast, and his sword fingers were like light, cutting off his sword moves, making his opponent almost want to vomit blood. In the end, he was shot down with a finger and the long sword in his hand was regrettably stepped down.

Wang Qingyuan is still clean and neat, a disciple of the foundation building, and even the Dao Ji has turned, but at the moment of the shot. was interrupted by him, and a hand fell on his shoulder, which directly dispersed his own vitality and swept off the stage.

Hiss!

Many disciples of the outer courtyard couldn't help but gasp, such a method was simply devastating, and they were domineering in peace, and they could not resist at all.

It was hard for them to imagine what kind of power they could even dissipate their own vitality, which made some outstanding disciples of the Branches even more stunned. As time passed, the more they realized the extraordinaryness of the three people of Ziwei Peak, but it was a pity that they had not yet encountered an opponent of sufficient weight, and they had not been able to force out their true essence.

At the end of the second session, it was already the middle of the moon, and the sect Dabi on this day also stopped, and the disciples of the outer courts did not return, but meditated on the spot to breathe, or meditate.

On the high platform, the deacons and masters of the outer courts. The Jingzi generation characters who came from all the peaks and veins did not leave, and their cultivation was profound, and their meditation realm was not comparable to that of ordinary disciples. Even if you don't sleep, you won't feel tired for a few days and nights, and your savings are very deep.

In the dead of night, some deacons and Dharma protectors overlooked the four directions, and they couldn't help but sigh a little and feel deep helplessness.

This day's sect is a big comparison. They saw a lot of hidden shadows of supernatural exercises, and the disciples of this class had a lot of adventures, and their luck increased.

"It's a long way to go, how many names do you want to leave behind?"

There was a Dharma Protector who muttered, but there was no response from the high platform, whether they heard it or not, they all remained motionless, and seemed to be in the deepest meditation.